count on me┃jaeyong

⌜ thirteen ⌟

he didn't want to say it out loud, especially in front of that biker friend of his who keeps on reminding him about keeping distance towards that so-called jerk, but he was missing jaehyun.

it's nothing serious, as what he wanted to think.

it's just that, the guy keeps on being away. these past few days, the two doesn't get to see each other both during mornings and night. although, taeyong still gets to be picked up by jaehyun's personal driver but he felt kind of sad that he does not get to see him all the time. it even feels like the two of them doesn't live the same house. he couldn't see him around during that one time he snuck out late at night to check.

fortunately for him, jaehyun's mother told him about her son's whereabouts even when he's not asking anything about it. well, at least he got to know that the guy is out there sleeping at a friend's house only because of their frequent group studies for the finals that's nearing. he would also sometimes be sleeping at his basketball captain's house because of him always making an attempt to skip practice, which he fails to do so all the time.

but speaking of finals, taeyong is also studying for that right now. the problem is, he can't concentrate. his eyes kept on glancing to his phone and was debating whether he should make the first call or not. ❝so much for trying to get my number.❞

he dropped his head down on to the desk filled with books and papers, hand taking his phone to check what time it is. it's already late, as what he expected, and his mother is soundly sleeping down the bed.

❝what's the point of getting my number when he won't even call me?❞ he was starting to get frustrated at simple things like how jaehyun can't send him even a short message. ❝oh god, i shouldn't stress myself out over this.❞

taeyong placed his phone right beside the books and went back to studying, eyes trying to read the last paragraph he had left. it didn't take him a good minute till his attention went back to his phone.

❝no, taeyong.❞ shutting his eyes tight, he started shaking his head violently. ❝focus on your studies.❞

but his eyes kept on glancing on his phone from time to time.

until he finally lets go of his pen and took his phone instead. he brought his legs up and hugged it as he unlocked his phone, going over to a specific contact and arguing to himself on whether he should call or just let it be. the attention he had for his argument with himself was now placed on the contact name and it made him press his lips to a thin line.

❝he told me he named me wifey in his phone.❞ which he got guilty for changing jaehyun's supposed to be name in his contacts. ❝maybe i should also change it to bad hubby?❞